Our youngest is off to college and the nest is bare for the first time in almost thirty years. Apparently this is a goal for some people, but we’ve never looked forward to this day. Well, yes, in some ways -- we’ve always worked for our children’s lasting happiness, building their dreams, watching them grow... So, we have known and prayed for this day. And, yet… my wife and I feel, hear, perk up at the memories echoing in the emptiness of our home and hearts.
Like the autumn trees…
Last weekend the falling leaves called me into the company of the trees, sharing their melancholy as I watched the leaves pirouette and glide in their dance from the home of their youth, off on their next grand adventure.